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why is it that I am constantly at the other end of leaving? in the position that nobody wants to be in. staying must be hard when a knot of razors is asking you to stay I don’t blame you, I only blame the molasses ache in my gut. i’m sorry i’m **** a ******* Debbie downer. you made me this way with your machine gun-clip mouth, yes, sadness is unoriginal. I can’t be the talking doll among your china.
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 11:30 PM UTC
parking lot blues
why is it that I am constantly at the other end of leaving? in the position that nobody wants to be in. staying must be hard when a knot of razors is asking you to stay I don’t blame you, I only blame the molasses ache in my gut. i’m sorry i’m **** a ******* Debbie downer. you made me this way with your machine gun-clip mouth, yes, sadness is unoriginal. I can’t be the talking doll among your china.
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 11:30 PM UTC
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